Fat Joe Snitched On Anthony Mason As The Knick In Biggie’s “I Got A Story To Tell”

She get dick from a player off the New York KnicksNigga tricked ridiculous, the shit was plushShe’s stressing me to fuck, like she was in a rushWe fucked in his bed, quite dangerousI’m in his ass while he playing against the Utah JazzMy 112, CD blast, I was pastShe came twice I came last, roll the grassShe giggle, say I don’t smoke it on homegrownThen I heard her moan, honey I’m homeYep, tote chrome for situations like thisI’m up in his broad I know he won’t like thisNow I’m like bitch you better talk to himBefore this fist put a spark to himFuck around shit get dark to him, put a part through himLose a major part to him, arm, legShe beggin me to stop but this cat gettin closerGettin hot like a toaster, I cocks the toast, uhhBefore my eyes could blinkShe screams out, “Honey bring me up somethin to drink!”He go back downstairs more time to thinkHer brain racing, she’s telling me to stay patientShe don’t know I’m, cool as a fanGat in hand, I don’t wanna blast her manBut I can and I will doe, I probably chill doeEven though situation lookin kinda ill yoIt came to me like a song I wroteTold the bitch gimme your scarf, pillowcase and ropeGot dressed quick, tied the scarf around my faceRoped the bitch up, gagged her mouth with the pillowcasePlay the cut, nigga coming off some love potion shitFlash the heat on em, he stood emotionlessDropped the glass screaming, “Don’t blast here’s the stash,a hundred cash just don’t shoot my ass, please!”Nigga pulling mad G’s out the floorPut stacks in a Prater knapsack, hit the doorGrab the keys to the five, call my niggas on the cellBring some weed I got a story to tell, uhh…

Yo man, y’all niggas ain’t gonna believe what the fuck happened to me.Remember that bitch I left the club with man? Yo, freaky yo. I’m up inthis bitch player this bitch fucking run them old Knick ass niggas and shit,I’m up in the spot though. One of them six-five niggas, I don’t know.Anyway I’m up in the motherfucking spot, so boom I’m up in the pussy,whatever whatever. I sparks up some lye, Pop Duke creeps up in on some,must have been rained out or something *laughing* because he’s in thespot. Had me scared, had me scared, I was shook Daddy – but I forget Ihad my Roscoe on me. Always. You know how we do. So anyway the niggacomes up the stairs, he creeping up the steps, the bitch all shook shesends the nigga back downstairs to get some drinks and shit. She gettinmad nervous, I said fuck that man! I’m the nigga, you know how we do itnigga, ransom note style put the scarf around my motherfucking face,gagged that bitch up, played the kizzack. Soon this nigga comes up inthe spot, flash the Desert in his face he drops the glass. Looked likethe nigga pissed on his-self or somethin, word to mother! Ahh fuck itthis nigga runs dead to the floor, peels up the carpet, start giving memad papers, mad papers. (I told you that bitch was a shiesty bitch cause!Word to mother I used to fuck her cousin but you ain’t know that! Hahaha.You wouldn’t know that shit. Really though.) I threw all thatmotherfucking money up in the Prater knapsack. Two words, I’m gone!(No doubt, no doubt… no doubt!) Yo nigga got some lye, y’all gotsome lye? [conversation fades out]

“I can tell you, but I don’t wanna be disrespectful… But to be honest, I’m pretty fucking irrelevant at this point in my career. I’ll basically do anything to get back in the public eye. I only waited until he was dead so that he couldn’t kick my ass for snitching. So yeah, that story that Biggie told on I Got A Story To Tell? You know, the one where he fucked a dude’s girl in his bed… and made him piss his pants… and robbed him of thousands of dollars? That was… that was Anthony Mason. But yeah, Rest in Peace Mase. Ant Mase is my brother. I just really needed to regain a little relevance, so I decided to sell him out as the victim of one of the most embarrassing rap verses of all time.”